Folks on Facebook re dong the 30 days of thankfulness. What would zombies be thankful for? I've asked Undead Fred to help me out.
That my legs are still attached. Fingers would be nice, too, but you
can't eat brains unless you can catch the felling human.
That my sense of smell has disappeared. Yes, I'm aware I smell of
filt, disease and decay, but it now, I can live with it. No...wait...
I am no longer worried about my appearance. It's so freeing to no
longer have concern about body image. Of course, the irony is I can eat
as much as I want and never get fat now, either.
4. Life is simpler now. Shamble, groan, chase, eat. I don't even need my cell phone...though I do miss Angry Birds sometimes.
5. Still being able to vote. Come on, doesn't that explain a lot?
6. I don't have to work anymore.
Yep. If I want to spend a day laying in the sun, decomposing, I can do
it. No boss, no deadlines, no meeting where I felt half-zombie
anyway. Just me, the warm sun, and the occasional rat or crow. And
maggots. Maggots are a nuisance, but not every paradise is perfect,
7. No more debates! No more discussing
politics, worrying about defending my religious choices... Yeah, I
still get a look of revulsion, but that comes with the territory, and a
good long groan and a shamble in the person's direction usually takes
care of the problem.
8. I no longer have to worry about taxes. Or death for that matter.
9. I never catch a cold or worry about my allergies anymore.
NOTE: This is a reprint from my post on Girl Zombie Authors. It's a fun blog I do with multiple writers. Check it out.